Song of Solomon, 6
9. Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
9. Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
“É loucura fixar o olhar no que rapidamente passa”. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina
